The Little Boat Sails Far Away

After entering the palace, I was assigned to serve in the Cold Palace. Others sighed over my miserable fate, never knowing this was the post I had begged for. The moment I stepped into the Cold Palace, the young Sixth Prince hurled mud at me. I picked him up by the scruff and looked him over from every angle. Damn it all. He really did look exactly like my best friend. One glance and I knew he was her son. At long last, I had found him. I was so overjoyed I burst into tears. He, however, flailed his arms and legs and snapped at me, “How dare you! Put me down at once!” I landed two solid smacks on his backside. “You little brat. I came here specifically to teach you some manners on behalf of your late mother.” “You will call me-Godmother!”